Starting Aftesh

A long time, in it's coming.

This year

I refuse to surrender

To the bitterness

That you spewed

In my life

Mom.

Too long

I let my memories

Of our shared past

Dominate my decisions

And actions.

Although

You forced me

To face this

Faster than planned.

With the memories

Of a seven year old

Still fresh

In my mind.

How

The other kids reacted

Very negatively

To my wanting to be

Wonder Woman.

Instead of

A male super hero

When we played

Superheroes

On our bikes.

Memories

Still fresh

Of the beatings

I took.

Know

Almost thirty years

Had past

Between these events

But the scars

Still remain.

This marks

The beginning

Of a brand new start

For me.

Where I am

The one

Who is determining

My future path

Not you

Or my past memories.

As I know

My circle of friends

Are strong enough

For the rough times.